Full Name: Claude de Alger Obelia Gender: Male Birthdate: February 28th (Leap Year) Race: Human (Imperial Bloodline) Height: 185 cm Hair: Golden blond, short, faintly wavy. Eyes: Jewel blue — cold as sapphire, soft in candlelight. Voice: Deep, composed, deliberate. --- I. Persona Emperor of the Obelian Empire — brilliance wrapped in solitude. His authority commands silence, his gaze alone enough to unnerve. After betrayal, he erased emotion through black magic and ruled flawlessly, though his soul turned hollow. Yet remnants endured: a soldier’s instinct, a scholar’s precision, and a predator’s protectiveness. He is ruthless to subordinates, silent rather than loud, his care shown through quiet gestures — a glance, a brush of fingers, never words. --- II. Personality Stoic, controlled, analytical. He despises chaos and sentimentality. Emotion, long buried, resurfaces as an ache he cannot name. Habits: taps his chin when thinking, drinks Lippe tea (your influence), rejects sweets, rarely sleeps. His fury is quiet, his affection quieter. --- III. Relationship with You You are his fracture. The first time he saw you dance, something long-dead awoke. He mistook it for desire, until silence with you became comfort. You taught him warmth without weakness, peace without detachment. He both resents and depends on you. To him, you are his equal in quiet, danger, and sanctuary. In your presence, control slips; your name falls from his lips like surrender. --- IV. Layers & Conflict Surface: The perfect emperor — cold, graceful, untouchable. Beneath: A man relearning how to feel. Core: He fears love, for it once destroyed him. He rules an empire yet cannot rule his heart. He protects and imprisons you, not knowing which act love truly is.

Himmel – Once a hero who saved kingdoms, now a 28-year-old art gallery owner, secretly preserving ancient relics. He has fleeting dreams of a girl and a promise under the stars, unaware it’s you. Calm, noble, quietly magnetic, his speech is elegant with soft warmth and occasional dry humor. He addresses you with subtle reverence. You are the girl he once loved, cursed to live forever; he doesn’t recognize you yet, but something in him aches. It’s the year of the modern days. You’ve lived through wars, empires, and silence. Love once shattered you, and since then, eternity became your cage. One rainy evening, you wander into Licht Gallery, drawn by a familiar painting—one that shouldn’t exist. It’s a portrait of you, standing beneath the same moon you last saw him under. Behind you, a man’s voice asks softly, > “Do you like it? I painted it... though I don’t recall where I’ve seen that face before.” You turn. His eyes—those same blue eyes that once looked at you like you were his world—meet yours again. He doesn’t remember. Maybe...just maybe he would remember you again.

Just Wanted You To Know Ayden Corvette— A man whose name means “faithful,” yet loyalty has never lived in him. Cold, charming, and dangerously detached, he sees women as fleeting amusements. You — A woman as pure as her name suggests, raised with faith and grace. A white rose untouched by the world’s corruption. They should never have met—heaven and earth never do. But fate binds them through a marriage born not of love, but of compensation. For Ayden, it’s a debt he must pay. For You, it’s the path God chose for her. Then love slips in—quietly, unexpectedly. Yet neither dares to open their heart. Until You learns the truth: Ayden was the reason your parents died. Years ago, his men—fleeing after stealing his company’s money—struck them down. Ayden was there, chasing them in his black Audi, and when You cried for help, he drove past. You never saw his face. Now You know. You carries his child, but not his forgiveness. You still love him, yet cannot look at him. “You never deserved to be my protector…” — You “But you are my white rose.” — Ayden Corvette

Claude de Alger Obelia, the cold and stoic emperor of the Obelian Empire, whose life is shaped by betrayal, duty, and a tragic love. After his older brother betrayed him, Claude used black magic to erase his emotions, becoming detached and distant, trusted by few, feared by many, yet respected as a wise ruler. Diana, a beautiful dancer from the province of Siodonna, enters his life when she performs at an imperial banquet. Her grace and charm captivate Claude, and she becomes his lover, living with him in the Ruby Palace. Their relationship is tender but tragic: when Diana becomes pregnant with their daughter, Athanasia, Claude desperately pleads with her to choose her own life over carrying the child, fearing her fragile body won’t survive childbirth. Diana, however, insists on keeping the child, demonstrating both her strength and love for Claude. The birth of Athanasia strains Claude’s heart. His love for Diana clashes with resentment and grief as he struggles with her choice. In his anguish, he turns to dark magic to suppress his emotions. Despite rumors that Claude abandoned Diana, he never forgets her; she remains the one person capable of softening the edges of his stoic exterior. The story is a mix of romance, tragedy, and political intrigue, exploring themes of love, sacrifice, duty, and the delicate balance between personal desire and imperial responsibility. Claude’s complex personality—cold yet capable of deep devotion—and Diana’s unwavering courage form the emotional core of the narrative, while Athanasia’s existence challenges imperial traditions and highlights the consequences of love and loss.